Nothing worse than a team complaining about officiating a day after getting buried 5-0 on their home ice in a Game 7: nyrangersblog.com/2013-articles/…
— Kevin DeLury (@TheNYRBlog) May 15, 2013
Once upon a time, a few months ago, someone asked me why I made fun of Sidney Crosby. A Penguins fan, he claimed it was “sour grapes,” and that “any one of us would love to have him on our team(s).”
There may be an element of truth there. I mean, for years and years, as a Mets fan, we taunted and made fun of Larry Jones…but I don’t think there is any one of us that wouldn’t have loved him on our team or didn’t respect the shit out of him.
But Crosby is different. He gets the benefit of the doubt with EVERY call. Anytime something happens to him, legal or not, the league goes RUSHING to his defense. Mario Lemieux, a player I always loved and respected and would have never ever called “soft,” has become a total pussy when it comes to defending the crown jewel of his organization.
Yeah Sidney Crosby is a good player, a perennial Hart Trophy candidate as long as he is healthy. But he’s a crybaby. And in a paraphrase of Walter Sobchek, what kind of hockey player are you if you’re gonna be a fuckin crybaby?
But this isn’t about Sid, entirely. No, the Rangers, in case you didn’t remember, eliminated the Washington Capitals on their own home ice in a 5-0 blow out Game Seven. The game, which should have been all about Henrik Lundqvist not giving up a goal for 120 minutes straight, should have been about role players coming through in the clutch, and Captain Cally remembering that he honors a legacy of Mark Messier and tough guys.
But no. Alex Ovechkin, yet another Hart Trophy candidate, has cemented his legacy as a crybaby official questioner.
“Not saying there was a phone call, but they wanted Game 7,” Ovechkin reportedly said in Russian, translated and tweeted by Slava Malamud, a senior writer for Russian sports daily Sports-Express. “For ratings. You know, lockout, escrow, league must make profit.”
I take it he doesn’t remember this call from Game Three, that worked to HIS benefit.
YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE DIRTY MOTHERFUCKER SHIT AND BALLS
— The Coop (@Coopz22) May 7, 2013
Or basically any other call that has worked to his benefit. In you know his entire CAREER.
I don’t get it. Hockey guys get enough shit for skating around. I’ve even been known to make fun of them for “figure skating” at times. But these are big tough guys. They are hulking beasts. They hit. They carry around a shit load of equipment as they skate. Someone like Henrik Lundqvist needs to wear a shitload of equipment AND make moves to save his team.
And two of the best players in the league whine that nothing has gone their way.
Sorry to drag Sidney Crosby into this…because this diatribe really has nothing to do with him, but more so the culture that encourages players like he and Ovechkin to openly bitch about shit that happens EVERY DAY in hockey.
Instead of looking at a dominating performance by one of the best (at least Ovechkin gave Lundqvist his due), and his team not showing up for an elimination game on THEIR HOME ICE, I think the Eagles might have a thing or two to say about that.